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mrajax
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A few weeks ago, I posted a thread on how I am afraid to get friends and how I’m constantly suffering from depression. Frankly, I think my problems got rather worse because even though I do talk to my friends in my kendo classes, none of them really know me personally (something I want to keep) and my mother and sister still don’t believe me when I tell them I have depression. I’m not sleeping at night as in AT ALL; I’m literally pulling all nighter after all nighter just thinking and writing my book only to sleep for a few hours or sleeping at like 5 o clock and waking up at 3. It’s a problem that has been going on for a few years and my parents positively refuse to help me even though it’s been making suffer for years and years.
Not only that but outside my psychological problems I feel that nobody at my house really tries helping me when I either do some housework or cooking; they just don’t understand why I can’t always finish dinner on time or why I don’t always dust the furniture or sweep the floor and my sister who is always around the house (she’s still young at 16 by the way) never helps me. If I try to discuss a problem with them, they just brush me off or say they are not interested. Nobody ever cooks for me, does me any favors or even initiates a talk with me; I always have to start a conversation even with those whom I’m closest with. I’m feeling really lonely and I don’t know what to do if nobody is interested in solving their own problems much less mine.
I’m also writing a book which is making me very depressed. I want to write it but the more I realize how much of myself I’m putting into it, the more scared I become on how people are going to recieve it or those close to me will think about it. Reminding myself of all the horrible things in the world is also making me depressed. I’m writing it because I can’t cope with anything and I have a lot of things to say about everything that makes me angry. In essence, I’m scared that I’m being selfish by trying to discuss my problems because I know my fmaily has their own financial problems they need to work out; I know they themselves are stressed and overworked but why can’t they set aside some time for me to discuss how we can solve what we’re going through?
Not only that but outside my psychological problems I feel that nobody at my house really tries helping me when I either do some housework or cooking; they just don’t understand why I can’t always finish dinner on time or why I don’t always dust the furniture or sweep the floor and my sister who is always around the house (she’s still young at 16 by the way) never helps me. If I try to discuss a problem with them, they just brush me off or say they are not interested. Nobody ever cooks for me, does me any favors or even initiates a talk with me; I always have to start a conversation even with those whom I’m closest with. I’m feeling really lonely and I don’t know what to do if nobody is interested in solving their own problems much less mine.
I’m also writing a book which is making me very depressed. I want to write it but the more I realize how much of myself I’m putting into it, the more scared I become on how people are going to recieve it or those close to me will think about it. Reminding myself of all the horrible things in the world is also making me depressed. I’m writing it because I can’t cope with anything and I have a lot of things to say about everything that makes me angry. In essence, I’m scared that I’m being selfish by trying to discuss my problems because I know my fmaily has their own financial problems they need to work out; I know they themselves are stressed and overworked but why can’t they set aside some time for me to discuss how we can solve what we’re going through?